A Very Fluffy Tail Wrap

I wiggled my front hooves free from yesterday's green ribbon coils and trotted toward the bright breakfast corner. Right beneath the dining chair, a giant fluffy grey feather duster lay resting like an untamed trail companion! Naturally, a champion filly had to inspect its herd credentials. I trotted up, gave a curious snort, and backed up to see if it could brush my hind legs into tip-top order. I gave my yarn tail an ambitious swish, but instead of a smooth brush, the bushy feathers snagged neatly through my fringe! With one swift yank to free myself, the entire wooden handle tilted upward, tucking comfortably against my rump. Now I am trotting proud laps around the chair leg with the world’s most voluminous, feather-plumed tail!